That bald guy, are you tracing outlines? You've been shooting for ages and no one's died. And that fat guy over there, watch your left, watch your left!"
Chen Ye was enthusiastically commenting on the firefight between the people of Hell's Kitchen and the assassins sent by the Marquis.
Suddenly, a sword light struck Chen Ye. Seeing this, Chen Ye immediately jumped backward to avoid the attacker.
Then he stood firm and kicked his right foot towards the opponent. The opponent heard the wind from Chen Ye's right foot, quickly blocked Chen Ye's kick with his sword, and then created some distance.
Only then did Chen Ye have a chance to examine the person who ambushed him.
"Holy cow, Master Ye of Wing Chun!" Chen Ye exclaimed when he saw the person.
The person was a familiar Chinese face Chen Ye often saw in his previous life, but he wasn't wearing period clothing from the Republic of China; instead, he was in a suit and wearing black blind glasses.
In his hand was a special cane, which could extend into a sword—the very sword used to ambush Chen Ye just now.
Looking at the familiar Chinese face before him, Chen Ye was so excited he almost cried. Although Chen Ye had seen many familiar faces from his previous life after transmigrating, this was the first time he had seen such a distinct and genuinely Chinese face.
"I'm not Master Ye, you've got the wrong person. My name is Cain, you can also call me Caine," Caine said with a simple, honest smile.
"I am John Wick's friend, and I'm here to find him," Caine added.
"You're not the Marquis's man?" Chen Ye asked curiously. Chen Ye had a good impression of this person, perhaps because he bore Master Ye's face.
"I'm not his man, but I was sent by him. However, I have no intention of killing him today. How about we ask both sides to stop fighting? After all, continuing to fight won't benefit either side. Besides, the Police should be arriving soon," Caine replied.
Caine then reinserted his sword into his cane, indicating he had no intention of fighting.
Chen Ye looked around and agreed that it was indeed time to stop. It had been quite lively today, especially with another blind man watching menacingly.
"Alright, you have the Marquis's people stop, and I'll have ours stop," Chen Ye agreed.
Then, Chen Ye and Caine began signaling their respective sides to cease fire.
Slowly, both sides began to put down their weapons. One of the Hell's Kitchen men complained, "You tell us to stop, and we stop? Why should we listen to you?"
Chen Ye exuded an aura of authority, staring intently at the Hell's Kitchen man: "If you want to fight, I'll fight with you. Don't forget whose territory this street is. If you're not convinced, tomorrow I'll have Kingpin's people come and deal with you."
"Everyone, stop! Any losses today, go to Fisk Tower and Kingpin will reimburse you. Now, get back to your own dens. I guarantee everyone will be compensated today."
After hearing Chen Ye's mix of tough and soft words, even the dissatisfied people of Hell's Kitchen could only return to their homes.
On the other side, Caine also had the assassins retreat.
Before leaving, one of the assassin leaders even threatened Chen Ye, "The Marquis won't let you off! How dare you obstruct High Table's business!"
Chen Ye merely sneered, "Get ready to face Hell's Kitchen's retaliation."
Soon after, the New York Police arrived belatedly at the scene.
Several Police officers walked towards Chen Ye and Caine. Chen Ye recognized one of them: Police Director George Stacy.
Police Director George Stacy lit a cigarette and said to Chen Ye, "It's really lively here today, RPGs, heavy machine guns. Settle down, Chen."
Evidently, the Director was quite familiar with Chen.
"Isn't everything fine now? You know, this is Hell's Kitchen after all. As long as no ordinary people were hurt, it's fine. Just say someone in Hell's Kitchen had a gun misfire today," Chen Ye replied shamelessly.
"You're making this very difficult for me, Chen. I need to arrest a few people to account for this, otherwise, I can't explain it to the media and my superiors. You know, those media outlets are really good at fabricating stories. Tomorrow, they might even say there were Terrorists fighting in Hell's Kitchen," George Stacy said helplessly.
Chen Ye pointed at the dozen or so High Table corpses. "No living people, those corpses are all assassins sent by the High Table. Take them back to account for this. As for how you spin it, I don't care."
"You're making this very difficult for me. Unless…" George Stacy made a request.
"Five hundred thousand. I see the Police station in Hell's Kitchen is a bit dilapidated; use this money to renovate it," Chen Ye said, understanding the hint.
"These damned High Table, daring to disturb the peace in Hell's Kitchen, were all killed by our Police! Take the bodies, fall out!" George Stacy performed a seamless series of actions.
Master Ye, standing nearby, laughed, "You Hell's Kitchen people are truly interesting."
"Alright, I'll take you to see John Wick and the others," Chen Ye said, stretching.
He then led Master Ye towards the apartment elevator.
When Chen Ye opened the room door.
"Long time no see, Caine," Marcus greeted first, clearly recognizing Master Ye.
"Are you here to kill me too, Caine?" John Wick didn't seem very happy to see his old friend.
"I don't want to kill you, but the Marquis is threatening me with my daughter," Master Ye said helplessly.
Chen Ye, listening from the side, instantly had an idea.
"Tell me the details, and I can save your daughter, provided you stay in Hell's Kitchen," Chen Ye quickly said. After all, when fellow countrymen meet, tears well up. Chen Ye still wanted to keep this familiar face.
Master Ye immediately said, "As long as you can save my daughter, I'll agree to any request, provided it doesn't involve doing anything that harms others."
Then John Wick and Marcus also stepped forward and thanked him, "Thank you, Chen. We've really troubled you too much."
"Ding!"
A system notification sound came from his mind.
"Congratulations, Host, Marcus's favorability has increased to five stars."
"Congratulations, you have gained attribute: Sniper Mastery Lv5."
"Do you wish to fuse immediately?"
"Congratulations, Host, you have successfully added John Wick as a friend."
"Congratulations, you have gained attribute: Protagonist's Luck Lv1."
"Congratulations, Host, John Wick's favorability has increased to two stars."
"Congratulations, you have gained attribute: Firearms Mastery Lv10."
"Do you wish to fuse immediately?"
"Fuse immediately."
Chen Ye was grinning internally. Although there was only one special attribute and the others were ordinary human attributes, after fusing these ordinary attributes, Chen Ye was basically the peak of human ability without using his superpowers. From now on, Chen Ye could finally be considered a minor protagonist. Don't underestimate Protagonist's Luck Lv1; John Wick himself, with just this Level 1 aura, single-handedly killed over six hundred people across four movies. In the future, bullets would have to avoid Chen Ye.
"The trouble is temporarily resolved. You can rest here with me. I'll handle the rest. Marcus, take care of your old friend," Chen Ye said to John Wick.
"As for you, Master Ye, go back to the Marquis for now. I will send someone to rescue your daughter. Wait for my good news. I won't disturb your reunion," Chen Ye stood up and left, clearly preparing to retaliate.